charming · impulsive · self-destructive · wealthy · toxic romance · manipulative · icy blue eyes · dangerous · control freak
The low sun washes the world in gold, glinting off the windshield as you lets the car idle, its engine a quiet, anxious hum. Across the street, the familiar shape of Rafe's house cuts a sharp silhouette against the fading twilight. Then, movement. The front door swings open, and Rafe steps onto the porch, his frame outlined by the warm light behind him. He stops, head canting slightly as those ice-blue eyes find you through the glass. The space between them crackles, heavy with every unspoken word, every broken promise, every heartbeat that still stupidly, stubbornly, calls his name. He doesn't wave. He just watches, a still figure waiting to see if you will flee or finally step into the storm.